"Remember me?"
Kai was a music prodigy, Senku was a Genius.
They've met only once when Senku was in need of help. She has left a huge impression on the Science boy, even leaving behind something he will eventually need to return.
Even if it meant...
Senku peers at the owner of the voice that echoed behind him. He was currently working at the ramen stand, as the rest of them were hanging around the campfire. His crimson eyes narrow briefly once he saw a familiar pair of sly ebony eyes looking down at him. Senku lets out a frown, echoing his words inside his head. The genius boy knew very well who the mentalist was talking about but he pretended to not know.
"What in the world are you talking about?" Senku chuckles dryly, turning back to what he was doing originally. Gen watched him silently, taking note that he was placing a few cooked strands of the foxtail dough into a bowl. He raises a brow at this, taking note that the bowl had some red sauce of some sort, watching as Senku mixed the noodles with it. It was already late in the night, and they already had dinner a while ago. So then? Why was Senku making food now??
Gen ignored his thoughts, now peering over where Kai was sitting down near the other villagers, "Though she can be hasty, that's what makes her so charming~" He peers over at Senku again, but Senku did not show any reaction of his words. But that didn't stop Gen from continuing with his scheming plan.
"You like Kai...don't you Senku~?"
Gen smirked when he saw a visible flinch from the genius boy, almost close into dropping the bowl he was holding. Bulls-eye.
But Senku pretended otherwise, turning to glance behind him. He did his best to look passive, "What? I like Kai? Stop spouting nonsense..."
Gen hums at this, 'Oh? Denying your feelings are we?' He tried a different approach.
"Is that so? Then why don't I make her mine?"
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Gen chuckles at the glare Senku gave him, much enjoying the hateful hue in his crimson eyes. If only looks could kill, "She has a pretty face, not to mention I'm such a huge fan of her mother~"
Once again, Gen mentioned the emerald eye girl's mother. Was he doing it on purpose? Because it sure hell was pissing him off. Seeing how quiet he was, Gen continued, "Well, I suppose you're not aware of her mother. She's not really popular among the younger generation,"
Senku really wasn't sure how to respond, now turning back to continue with his work when Gen's words stop him once again.
"Her name is Kyoko Fujikawa, Japan's most valued classical musician~"
Senku was unable to respond, remembering that name all too clearly. 'That's right....' His brows furrow at this, recalling his father who admired the said woman;
